Chapter 1: Getting Close to My Idol’s Brother

After Fu Yanjun’s first love returned to the country, he immediately decided he wanted to break up with me.

Even my coworker Xu Qingqing couldn’t resist twisting the knife.

“You were nothing more than a little entertainment for him when he was bored. Looks like someone’s about to be kicked to the curb.”

She looked me up and down, her voice dripping with disdain.

“No figure, no elegance. What exactly do you think you have that can compete with a pampered heiress like her?”

The “first love” everyone was talking about was Su Yan, Fu Yanjun’s childhood sweetheart.

The moment she returned to the country, she posted on Weibo:

“I’m going to take back everything that was always mine.”

Her fans immediately went wild in the comments.

Years ago, when Su Yan had left the country, someone had snapped a photo of Fu Yanjun at the airport.

He was wearing a black trench coat, tall and striking, his cold, handsome eyes revealing a loneliness he couldn’t quite hide.

The photo shot straight to the top of the trending searches.

Everyone had been waiting for those two to get back together, hoping for a heart-wrenching “second-chance romance” worthy of a movie.

Unfortunately, there was me standing between them.

Su Yan hadn’t even needed to lift a finger. The internet was already more than happy to drive me out for her.

For once, I didn’t argue.

I simply sniffled, then walked straight into the office to ask for some time off.

My best friend took pity on me and came over to comfort me. While she was at it, she gathered every photo of Fu Yanjun in my room and burned them.

At first, I was surprisingly calm.

That was, until she pulled out a photo of Fu Yanjun standing beside Shen Qiao.

I lunged forward and snatched it back, clutching it to my chest and crying as if the sky had fallen.

“So… does this mean I won’t get to see his little brother anymore?”

My best friend froze.

…

Wait.

I was heartbroken over my idol?!

I had liked Shen Qiao back when he was still a forgettable nobody—a struggling actor whose name barely anyone recognized.

He had a face practically carved by the gods, yet he kept getting stuck in cheap, low-budget web dramas.

But no matter how tiny his role was, he always took it seriously.

He was gentle. Polite. And once, when I failed an exam, he had even comforted me in the comments.

I watched him claw his way up from complete obscurity until he became one of the biggest stars in the country.

Sometimes, I felt like I had watched my own son grow up.

It was only later that I found out…

He was Fu Yanjun’s biological younger brother.

Since I couldn’t get close to my idol directly, I had no choice but to take the scenic route.

I went after his brother.

Fu Yanjun had been groomed as the Fu family’s heir from childhood. He had money, power, and a face that could make anyone lose their train of thought.

Most importantly…

He was almost impossible to get close to.

It had taken me an enormous amount of effort just to squeeze my way into his world.

The first time we met, I was so nervous my palms were drenched in sweat.

“I’m a fan of Shen Qiao.”

Fu Yanjun lounged lazily on the sofa and gave a faint smile.

“I’ve heard that opening line enough times to be bored of it.”

He tilted his head slightly, his deep voice low and measured.

“I’ll give you one more chance. Why exactly are you trying to get close to me?”

I clenched my hands.

I had no idea where I found the courage, but I rose onto my toes.

Smack.

I kissed him.

“Because of you.”

The moment the words left my mouth, I wanted to slap myself.

Sorry, Idol.

Your fan just betrayed you.

Fu Yanjun and I had been together for five months.

At the company, no one dared stop me. I walked straight to his office, only to hear people talking inside.

“Are you really planning to break up with Tangtang?”

Fu Yanjun was wearing a white shirt, his fingers tapping lightly against the desk as he kept his eyes on his computer screen.

He answered casually.

“Did she and I ever officially date?”

To anyone else, that sounded like something a textbook jerk would say.

But for some reason, I detected a hint of… resentment in his voice.

Laughter immediately filled the room.

“Tangtang is such a sweetheart. If I had a girlfriend like her, I’d probably thank God every day.”

A few seconds later, under Fu Yanjun’s icy stare, the man immediately shut his mouth.

“Boss, I was just kidding… Everyone knows Tangtang is completely devoted to you.”

That part was true.

Ever since I got together with him, I had never interfered in his personal affairs.

Aside from being the one who kissed him first, I hadn’t even dared to make another move on him.

I had never spent a single cent of his money, either.

He once bought me a bottle of water, and I actually had to order him bubble tea in return.

So I really couldn’t understand what he was still unhappy about.

I knocked and walked into the office.

The entire room instantly fell silent.

The others gave me awkward smiles before scrambling out as if they had just been granted a royal pardon.

I forced myself to stay calm.

“Why?”

I haven’t even gotten Shen Qiao’s autograph yet…

Fu Yanjun looked at my reddened eyes.

Something flickered in his gaze before he looked away.

He wrote out a check for five million yuan and placed it in front of me.

Five million…

Was he trying to buy out my love for my idol?

Heartbroken, I tore the check to pieces.

The assistant standing beside him looked like his heart was bleeding.

Fu Yanjun merely said coldly,

“Let her tear it.”

The assistant couldn’t take it anymore and quietly reminded him,

“Maybe it’s because of Miss Su Yan…”

Fu Yanjun cut him off.

He looked directly at me.

“Last time we played that game, I owed you one wish. Tell me what you want now. I’ll make it happen.”

I was silent for a moment before finally coming back to my senses.

If Su Yan really was the woman he had loved all along…

Then I really was the other woman.

I clenched my fists and spoke seriously.

“I agree to the breakup. I won’t bother you anymore.”

The temperature around Fu Yanjun seemed to drop several degrees.

He pushed his gold-rimmed glasses higher on the bridge of his nose.

His lips moved as though he wanted to say something, but in the end, he said nothing.

I cautiously asked,

“Then… can I come to your house for one last dinner?”

The moment I said that, his expression softened considerably.

…

Ever since Su Yan returned, the entire company had been waiting to see me get dumped.

Xu Qingqing even pretended to be concerned.

“Tang Wan Yin, how about I introduce you to a new boyfriend? He works security at my brother’s company. The pay isn’t great, but he’s honest. His family says they’ll treat you well for the rest of your life as long as you give them a son.”

I genuinely couldn’t understand why she was so obsessed with other people’s love lives.

After work, I grabbed my bag and was about to leave when I replied,

“If he’s that great, you should keep him for yourself.”

She actually followed me all the way to the entrance.

That was when a Rolls-Royce pulled up in front of me.

The window rolled down, revealing Fu Yanjun’s unfairly handsome face.

He looked at me.

“New boyfriend?”

Then, as naturally as if nothing had happened, he added,

“Get in. I came to pick you up.”

Whenever he looked at other people, his naturally flirtatious eyes carried a dangerously gentle charm.

Anyone witnessing the scene would have assumed we were madly in love.

No one would have guessed this was supposed to be our farewell dinner.

Xu Qingqing stood there completely stunned.

In the end, all she could manage was an awkward smile.

“Wan Yin, I was only joking…”

I was just about to get into the car when a soft female voice came from behind me.

“Brother Jun?”

I turned around.

It was my first time meeting Su Yan.

She wore a fitted sequined dress that accentuated her stunning figure. Her beautiful face carried an unmistakable air of arrogance.

The moment she appeared, everyone’s attention shifted to her.

Su Yan walked straight over, as though she and Fu Yanjun had always been close.

“You knew I was here, so you came to pick me up?”

The smile on his lips faded slightly.

He turned to look at me.

Only then did Su Yan remember that I existed.

Her expression stiffened.

The atmosphere immediately became suffocating.

Afraid of jeopardizing my grand mission to meet my idol, I hurriedly explained,

“I’m just going to his house for a free meal.”

Su Yan looked me up and down and muttered under her breath,

“Someone like her gets to ride in Brother Jun’s car and have dinner at his house…”

I was smart enough to stay away from the passenger seat and headed for the back.

But just as Su Yan reached for the passenger-side door—

Click.

The doors automatically locked.

Fu Yanjun’s voice came calmly from inside.

“You can sit in the back too.”

When we got out of the car, I was carrying a small box.

Fu Yanjun glanced at it.

“What are you clutching so tightly?”

“A gift for someone.”

He paused.

“For whom?”

I answered seriously,

“Someone very important.”

The corner of his lips lifted slightly.

His fingers even tapped cheerfully against his thigh.

I didn’t understand.

I wasn’t giving it to him, so why did he look so happy?

The Fu family had a family dinner every week.

This time, Shen Qiao happened to come over as well.

I finally got to see my idol up close.

His features were sharp and striking, the corners of his eyes slightly lifted. He looked somewhat like Fu Yanjun, but there was a much softer quality to him.

At the dinner table, everyone gathered around Su Yan, praising her for being beautiful and accomplished.

Eventually, someone couldn’t help sighing.

“If you hadn’t gone abroad all those years ago, you’d probably be the one sitting beside A-Jun now…”

They turned to Fu Yanjun.

“A-Jun, say something.”

Fu Yanjun didn’t answer.

He simply and quietly put food into my bowl.

Not only did he take care of me, he even casually took care of Shen Qiao too.

His tone was slightly cold.

“Don’t eat too much spicy food.”

Shen Qiao immediately frowned, looking so unfairly wronged that my heart ached for my idol.

Without thinking, I pinched Fu Yanjun.

He froze.

Then he lowered his head and looked at me as if asking,

What are you doing?

Under Su Yan’s murderous stare, I stubbornly replied,

“I’m… still hungry.”